always becoming

becomingicarus:

curseworm:

curseworm:

i think that every child should have unrestricted access to thick blackberry brambles or some other delicious fruit that grows encased in a painful fortress. i think wading through thorns to reach the cluster of shining ripe berries you spied through a gap between the tangled vines teaches you something important. not sure what though

i just know no fruit has ever tasted as sweet as the ones i ate while bleeding under the blistering summer sun

@crunch-barr do u know what ur tags r doing to me rn. this is the epitome of love

(via fatherlyfeline)

sometimes I miss how things were and I miss poetry in the late hours of the morning and the night.

sometimes I miss sitting in the dark in front of the space heater in my room until we both had dry skin just to feel the warmth with you. 

no-tag-backs:

teachingliteracy:

“My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.”

— Edith Sitwell (b. 7 September 1887) British poet and critic (via macrolit)

(via homesteadsweetheart)

maelwife:

maelwife:

Do NOT buy this pocky it tastes like DOG SHIT

Unrelated but this incense smells kinda good almost like s’mores

(via florianflux)

so-beautiful-so-what:

N. Yorks, 2020

manywinged:

for a safer and cheaper alternative to getting a piercing at claire’s, you can always try getting caught and tagged by a team of researchers before being released back into the wild

(via feraligatr)

uglygerm:

spiritual-vibrations:

(via naitemercy)